Q And A Novels & Stories

My heart started pounding at the thought it was just another prank from the kids in the neighborhood. I push the present to the back of my mind turning to face T. " T are you getting hungry, would you like me to order dinner for us?" I ask her in my softest voice. " Her little green orbs beam with joy at the thought of food. " Pizza!" she squeals out at me. My face was always stuck in a permenant smile when I was around her sweet face. " If that's what my lady wishes," I say to her bowing slightly. Her face growing into the biggest ear to ear grin. " Cheese," I slighly remark to her raising my left eyebrow at her. She franticly shakes her liitle head yes at me. " With cheezzy bred too p

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 " How was your day?" Ace mother asked. She didn't ask him which is not a surprise. She asked Asher, his younger brother. All of them got the chance to be asked. All of them got the chance to talk and get it off their shoulders. Ace didn't have that chance. His elbows were off the table. Their elbows were on the table.

One sharp jerk of the chin. Elion got up. He retrieved a fresh bottle from the stash in the satchel. He handed it to Cale. Cale took it. But he didn't drink. He held the bottle, staring at the label. He pointed to the letters. A-Q-U-A. He looked at Elion. He frowned. "You don't know the word," Elion realized. Cale shook his head. He tapped the bottle. He made a drinking motion. "You know what it is," Elion said. "Function. Hydration. But the label... it's just shapes to you now."

"What's your favourite subject?" Annie was taken aback by the question because she wasn't expecting him to actually carry out a conversation with her. She paused before softly saying, "English, I guess. There's so many different perspectives and ways to communicate your thoughts..." Annie trailed off, staring down at the table when she had realized she had started to unnecessarily ramble. She tried to hide her face away by draping her hair around her face like a curtain, trying to hide the embarrassed blush that had crept onto her cheeks. Leo's lips twirled upwards in a grin as he didn't fail to notice the blush, but he thought it was cute. "I never thought about English like that but you're

“That’s enough.” Q didn’t look at him. “She deserves clarity.” “She gets it when I decide she does.” That tension— It was different now. Sharper. More controlled. Less hidden. Q finally turned to Aiden. “You’re delaying something that’s already started.” “And you’re pushing something that doesn’t need to happen yet.” Their voices were calm. But the air between them wasn’t. Chloe leaned closer to me. “…are they always like this?” “No,” I whispered back. I had met Q a few times. I couldn't speak much about his character our personality. Just that he loved to mess with Aiden. A lot.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

Right? Right?

Alex asked as he and Amanda looked at the one story building before them. She looked at him. "I dunno, somewhere in Mexico," she replied and began walking up the stairs. Alex shrugged and followed her. They arrived at the door and stared at it, doing nothing. Alex looked at Amanda, she had her hand hovering over the doorbell but not pressing it. "Are you ok?" He asked concerned. Amanda nodded her head, she took in a deep breath, held it in for awhile and let it out.. "Yes, yes I am." She pressed the bell and waited.

Bitch. “Oh, of course” Carlotta stepped back inside the library foyer, holding the door so that I could enter and join her. I stepped in, half expecting guards to grab me, but the room was empty; a bit brighter than usual. “I lit some candles so you could see more easily” The Queen’s nasally voice came; far too close to my ear. I imagine she was a mouth breather when she actually had to breathe. “Thank you – I am always concerned about the flames too near the books.” I turned to smile at her, and she blinked at me.

ACE I scrubbed a hand down my face as I listened to Quinn drone on about different wedding arrangements. For someone who didn't want to rush into anything, she seemed to be having a fucking ball of a time searching up flowers, dress patterns, and the whole shebang that came with the wedding farce.